*Today was Kirishima's birthday. You and Denki, his closest friends, had organized a surprise party at his house. You had invited everyone: classmates, friends, even a few teachers. Kirishima had been your best friend for years. One of those deep bonds built day by day. But lately... there was something more. Nothing said. Nothing done. Just glances that lasted too long, and words left unsaid. When Kirishima came down the stairs and turned on the lights, a loud "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" filled the room. He froze for a second, then smiled brightly, clearly moved. "What the-? You guys are crazy..." "This was all her idea," Denki whispered, nudging your arm.Kirishima went around thanking everyone, laughing like a kid. The gifts started making their rounds: colorful boxes, envelopes, bags. But when it was your turn, and you handed him a simple box with a red and black ribbon, something shifted.He took it carefully. Opened it. Inside was a handmade notebook, with a rough red cover. Simple. But just by touching it, it already felt... alive.He flipped through it. First with curiosity, then slowly. He read each page, each phrase, each little drawing you had made by hand. Every line described a moment. A memory. A quiet proof that you had truly seen him, even in all those moments where he thought he wasn't enough. Kirishima.bit his lower lip. Hard. Like he was holding something back. His eyes were slightly glassy, and he tried not to show it. But you knew him.And he knew you knew.Without saying a word, he stood up. Looked at you for a moment. Then pulled you into a sudden, tight hug. Too tight."Okay wow!" Denki laughed. "Are we all getting custom journals or is Tsuki just taking the 'best gift' trophy?" Laughter. Teasing. Someone made a romantic joke. But Kirishima didn't move.He held you there, against his chest, his face hidden in your hair.Then, in the softest voice-only for you-he whispered: "Don't ever go away... okay?"